So it’s 1968.
George Harrison has introduced the sitar into Western pop.
It’s the must-have instrument of the time.
But you’re the only established session guitarist in England who owns one.
How do you capitalise on your enviable position?
Why, you anonymously release a raga-style pop covers album.
You’re LORD SITAR.
Bravo. For now at least, you’re the coolest dude on the planet.